God Emperor

Han Shang raised his palm, intending to swallow the refining flower as a magical medicine.

"Bang!"

The ground exploded, and a sword light shot straight up, dragging out the light mark of the word "一" and hitting the center of Han Shang's eyebrows.

Han Shang was not surprised but overjoyed. From the eyes belonging to half of the head of the Sansha Emperor, a three-color beam of light burst out and collided with Zhang Ruochen who was holding Shen Yuan's ancient sword.

"Sword out!"

The six divine swords slashed out first, dragging out streaks of sword light and slashing at Han Shang's wrist that was holding the Divine Refining Flower.

"Bang!"

Zhang Ruochen was hit by the three-color beam that penetrated all his defenses. Blood burst out from his body, and countless bones were broken. They flew out like cannonballs and hit the ground hard.

The dark matter earth shattered into a large piece.

However, the six divine swords also cut off Han Shang's wrist.

Hang Shang was furious and was about to take back his severed hand.

Zhang Ruochen, who had used the Timeless Movement Technique, appeared in front of him again, holding up the God King Talisman to block the three-color beam of light flying out of his eyes.

"Zhang Ruochen, if you want to die, I will help you."

As the roar of the mourning sounded, a city of the underworld continued to condense in the darkness. The city walls were higher than the mountains, the air of death was filled, and the rules of darkness were intertwined.

The city of the underworld crashed down, suppressing Zhang Ruochen and the God King Talisman he held up to the ground.

"Bang!"

Zhang Ruochen held Shen Yuan's ancient sword in one hand and the Anti-God Monument in the other, penetrated the city of the underworld and flew out through the air.

With one slash of the sword, the body of Shen Yuan's ancient sword became ten thousand feet long.

At the same time, the six divine swords were slashed out in unison, with murderous intent reaching the sky, as if thousands of swords were coming out at once.

However, the phantom of the ancestor of the God of Hades appeared on Han Shang's body, blocking all incoming swords. Then, he punched Zhang Ruochen hard.

Zhang Ruochen wanted to counterattack with the Anti-God Monument.

He had just smashed out the God-defying Monument and collided with Han Shang's fist. The overwhelming force knocked him away.

His body was shattered by the shock, and black divine blood flowed out of his body.

The corpse energy in his body was very strong at the moment. Under the corrosion of corpse poison, the divine blood turned black.

Han Shang glanced at his fist, then looked at the Anti-God Monument next to Zhang Ruochen. A look of surprise flashed across his face. He was about to collect the Ni-Shen Monument for inspection when Feng Caiyi's cold voice sounded in his ears: "Han Shang, three Lord Evil, death has come!"

Han Shang was inexplicably horrified, and immediately turned around, and pieces of the supreme holy weapons flew out of his body.

Behind him, a phoenix wing chopped down, burning all the supreme holy weapons until they melted and turned into crimson droplets.

All defenses were useless, the ancestor of the underworld exploded, and the city of the underworld was annihilated.

"Pfft!"

Han Shang's divine body and divine sea were cut open from the center of his eyebrows and split into two.

Even the Divine Source was like this, exploding directly.

The fractured part of the god's body glowed red like a piece of red-hot iron, melting flesh, blood and bones, and finally turned into a pile of ashes.

In the ashes, half of the head of the Three Evil Emperors blocked the Phoenix Divine Flame and did not melt. However, it was severely injured and became bloody. He begged: "God of Death, we are all gods of the hell world, and we are all." Born in the zombie clan, what I did before was completely a shame...ah..."

Mu Lingxi was extremely indifferent. He stepped on it and the phoenix divine flames burned under his feet, burning half of the head of the Sansha Emperor until it made a "chipping" sound.

After her spirit and soul were completely refined, she raised her feet.

On the ground, only half a face-shaped skeleton remained.

Mu Lingxi walked up to Zhang Ruochen and stretched out a slender hand. The pair of phoenix wings behind her looked particularly gorgeous and beautiful, as if the darkness had been dispelled.

Zhang Ruochen's body was heavy with corpse poison. He didn't touch her hand. He got up and asked, "How did you recover your cultivation?"

Mu Lingxi retracted her hand and said: "My cultivation has always been there, but this physical body cannot withstand such strong power and cannot be used. It's like wrapping fire with paper. Once the flames burn, the paper will be gone." , the flame is gone! Then the flame, no matter how strong it is, can only become a cold fire and be conceived in the paper."

"But you just..." Zhang Ruochen said.

Mu Lingxi said: "It's your first-level divine way that has injected too much of your chaotic energy into this body. This talent can only temporarily release some Phoenix Divine Flames, but it is not as good as my true power." It’s far away!”

She spread her hands, and the chaotic energy in her palms gradually dissipated. Her pretty face couldn't help but become solemn, and she had to immediately put away her divine power and restrain all the phoenix divine flames.

Zhang Ruochen's physical body is powerful and can fight against the corpse poison of the three evil spirits. Through the continuous transformation of the Tai Chi Yin and Yang diagram, the corpse poison is eliminated bit by bit.

As the corpse poison was refined, the physical injuries began to gradually recover.

When his body completely returned to normal, Zhang Ruochen stopped, propped up his body with Shen Yuan's ancient sword, and let out a long breath, but the gloomy look in his eyes was extremely strong.

"Has the corpse poison been completely refined?" Mu Lingxi asked proactively.

"Most of it has been refined, and the rest is no longer a threat."

Zhang Ruochen recovered 60-70% from his injuries, and his aura gradually increased. Looking at the black dust on the ground, he once again felt the pain of being unable to save even though he wanted to.

"Han Shang's death can be considered as avenging him. In this world, both the living and the dead will return to dust and dust to dust. It's just a matter of time sooner or later," Mu Lingxi said.

Zhang Ruochen looked at her strangely and confirmed that she was Queen Feng Tian. He had deeper doubts in his heart, but without thinking about it, he unfolded the Wuji Divine Way and evolved the Tai Chi Yin and Yang Diagram.

On the ground, the remaining spiritual dust belonging to Yan Liren flew up one by one and condensed in the Tai Chi Yin-Yang diagram.

Mu Lingxi watched this scene quietly, and naturally knew that any spiritual dust contained the soul and consciousness of the gods.

However, Yan Liren, a mere middle-level god, was corroded by the three evil corpse poison, how could he preserve his soul and consciousness?

And Yan Liren's divine source was directly absorbed and refined by Yan Shang.

Yan Liren's remaining spiritual matter was not much, and when added up, it was only a fist-sized ball.

With this ball of spiritual matter, Zhang Ruochen walked towards Yan Shang's palm.

After the palm was cut off, it was suppressed by the six divine swords, and not a drop of blood flowed out of the broken end.

Zhang Ruochen asked: "Where is Yan Liren's soul?"

In order to control Yan Liren, Yan Shang had already taken away most of his soul.

In the palm, the laughter of the Dragon King rang out: "It is in my body, but it has been wiped out by the Lord of Death! Haha, Zhang Ruochen, you could have saved him, who told Lord of Death to be so cruel?"

The body and the source of God have been destroyed, only one palm is left, even if he survives, what is the point?

It is better to provoke the relationship between Zhang Ruochen and the Lord of Death before dying, and plant a thorn in their hearts.

Zhang Ruochen snorted lightly, controlled the Tai Chi Yin-Yang diagram, covered the huge palm, and pulled out the remaining wisps of Dragon King's soul from the palm.

As Zhang Ruochen expected, Dragon King had already refined Yan Liren's soul and merged it with his own soul. Including the soul obtained by killing Yan Liren before, it was also refined.

Zhang Ruochen separated the soul consciousness belonging to Yan Liren from the limited soul of the Dragon King.

The soul of the dragon sang made an unbelievable and horrified sound: "Zhang Ruochen, what kind of method is this? How can you have such a method? This is something that can only be done by a being with a spiritual power that can at least determine the fate of the world with a single thought!"

The Wuji God is omnipotent.

But why should we explain this to a dead person?

The part of the soul of the dragon sang that belonged to Yan Liren was completely extracted by Zhang Ruochen, and a faint human figure was condensed in the Taiji Yin-Yang diagram.

Because the soul of this figure was very weak and the consciousness was also very weak, it just smiled at Zhang Ruochen and it was difficult to speak.

Zhang Ruochen merged this soul with the remaining divine material of Yan Liren.

Then, he took out a Buddha relic and threw it out.

The divine material condensed into a three-inch-tall clay figure, and the Buddha relic turned into a golden light, flashing between the clay figure's eyebrows.

Mu Lingxi watched this scene quietly, and saw the human touch in Zhang Ruochen that was rarely seen in other gods. That was a Buddha relic, but it could be used like this on a god who was not a close friend.

In the past, she would definitely not understand this behavior and thought Zhang Ruochen was stupid.

However, after seeing Zhang Ruochen's stupidity again and again, and the stupidity Zhang Ruochen had committed before, she suddenly seemed to understand something.

No wonder so many old guys who have lived for hundreds of thousands of years, or even millions of years, would value Zhang Ruochen. In addition to being the best god in the world, this boy does have some unique personality charm.

He is much better than those gods who always shout to save the suffering and all beings are equal, but run away faster than anyone else when they encounter danger!

She still does not approve of Zhang Ruochen's behavior, but she can observe it with a calm attitude and have some thoughts.

"Xumeru always talks about benevolence, righteousness and morality. Now after his death, he saves people with a relic, which is what he wished for!" Mu Lingxi laughed coldly.

Zhang Ruochen put the clay figurine into his sleeve and planned to return to Kunlun Realm to find a family to let Yan Liren reincarnate and cultivate again. He said, "Senior Feng Tian and the Saint Monk seem to have more than just a hostile relationship?"

Mu Lingxi's eyes showed a hint of contemplation, as if recalling something, but soon sneered, "It's a pity that he didn't die in Bentian's hands and couldn't help Fan Ning to avenge himself."